Chapter 638: 926 pieces, those traces of life
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926 pieces, those traces of life
926 pieces, those traces of life
If life
is a process
Then yesterday I
crawling in the mire
Those traces have long
like fireworks
these at the lip
short Classic of Poetry lines
Would they be like on plants?
those sparkling dewdrops
have become vain memories?
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